Book two: Return to the Night.
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by Chicketieboo
Notes, they are your words
The chords are your complicated sentences
I listen
You play
You speak to me in different tonques
I listen and understand
But I am merely a shadow
I could say the same words
and learn the same sentences
over and over
But nothing like you
You re-invent the language
Music.
You could speak it
beofre you ever knew what else to say.
I was going to respond to peoples, but I just wasn't 'feeling' the questions. The majority of them are answered through the story anyways, right?